No Post Today

It’s raining in paradise, wherever that may be. This seems to bother the humans a lot. “We came all this way,” and stuff like that. I myself love the rain – I’m soaking wet this very moment, and lying on a nice soft couch in the pool house. It hardly ever rains in the Valley. I’m feeling tip top.

“Let’s see if we can round up some of the island coffee,” Spence says. “Anyone seen Chet?”

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Good Morning all. We are home this morning, then Barb is off to Monroe Clinic for 2 doctor visits this afternoon.

Weather is mild and starting to warm up. We are supposed to hit 50 degrees by Friday – not -50 as C Harris reports. Rain and freezing rain, too. Barb says this strange and extreme weather is a result of global warming, whatever that is.

Rio, we love Psych too. Barb tried to watch it at her son’s home last month, and d-i-l just did NOT get it. She kept saying the acting was terrible and the lines were dumb. Barb was telling her that it was a spoof, hip and clever, etc, but she totally didn’t get it.

Hmmm!… These No Post Today posts are sure boosting the blogs comments by golly…snort!.. I can appreciate Chet’s need for a good nap, but we down here are still waiting for the conclusion of Astrid’s Case….grump!… If not that then, how about post something interesting regarding the Island Admin and Spence are vacationing on… wheeze!… I’m just saying.

Oh how nice it must be to be lying in the tropics, listening to the rain. I love to listen to rain. No so much in going out in it. My dainty paws get cold and wet and it takes me forever to get them clean and dry again.

I do not know what Malbec is but, yes, I would love some cheese!

Our dad also does not get shows that are hip. We must leave him to his John Wayne collection.

We did not get a single gift card this year, and considering how many passed through our celebrations that is remarkable. We must not be hard to buy for. Mom’s birthday is Monday. She will be lucky to get anything. She says that everyone is celebrated out by the time her day comes around. Then the next week is something called an anniversary. Is 35 years something special? I can’t even imagine what that is in our years.

I had Facebook problems and they kicked me out, but that should not be what happened to the Dixie Heroes discussion. My Mom is still on there but all my Mollypop entries say Post Deleted.

Last spring someone broke into my FB account and mobile uploaded 2 pictures. One was cute because it was like a child’s scribble of a dog that looked sort of like me. The other one turns out to be scary – it’s a family picture! Mom thought Sam’s girl was playing a joke and wanted to know how she broke into the FB account, but it wasn’t her.

Rio – It’s just my posts, your friend’s are still there. Mine went away after this account break-in problem that is so scary. Then FB dumped me. If I had started the Dixie Heros discussion (can’t remember), that would explain why it went missing. All of Mollypop’s stuff has been deleted.

A few years ago Mom had to take some teenage boys to the office because they were bouncing the chairlift so hard the cable could have come off. The boys told her they thought the cables were welded on.

That’s a terrible chairlift accident. The people waiting to be rescued will be very cold, but safe. Here, by New York State law, we have to be able to get everyone off the lift in one hour. Our longest lift is close to a mile long. Many teams are stationed all along the way and the people are taken off one at a time. A rope is shot over the cable and it has a big wide strap on the end. It goes over the head and arms and gets snugged around the chest. Then you get belayed (lowered) to the ground.

Mollypop did start the Dixie discussion board as I recall. Your mom’s comments are still there in comments posted. And Rio your friend’s comments are still there. However, that entire discussion board on Dixie is gone.

SiberH-does your mom like them too? Will she put them in for you when she goes away? That would be cool. Laying around with a chewy watching the Duke all day.

I love the “intelligence” of the young people who thought the cable was welded on. Might be a little had to move if that was the case.
One of the 2 times that mom and dad went skiing, mom decided to try something beside the bunny slope. She and our Angie got on the lift without their coats, because they were too warm at the bottom. It did not take them long to discover that the temperature dropped a degree about every ten feet. By the time they got off, they were popsicles, so mom told Angie to get on down the slope since she could actually ski. Mom asked the lift guy what was the shortest way down. It turned out to be a road with more ice than snow. It took mom several minutes to get up every time she fell, which was often. Angie stood at the bottom crying for 20 minutes because she thought mom was dead. Mom kind of wished she was. She finally made it to the big bowl where all the slopes came together and it seemed so steep to her that she froze, literally as well as figuratively. Luckily someone came along and asked if she needed help. Thank dog! She finally made it back down with 15 minutes to spare before the shuttle left for the airport. Dad was not pleased! All of this took place on Christmas Eve when our girls were much younger.

Dawson, our dad fell off the lift and refused to ski down, walked the whole way down carrying his skis. Our Niki sailed right through the stopping area, smacked into the soup hut and busted her lip. Angie and mom were left to “ski”. Angie got very good, since she was young enough to have no fear. Mom enjoyed it, but the next time they went to the mountains they tried snowbiking, which mom loved and dad…well, dad was dad. Everyone else dropped out of the class so mom had the teacher all to herself. By the time she got the hang of it, the slope was closing…she doubts she will ever get another shot at it, if her creaky bones would even allow it.

Macy – Mom and the rest of the Safety Patrollers would step in to prevent what happened to your guys. If someone can’t get down the hill, we get a snowmobile. If someone is at another of our 3 lodges and doesn’t feel able to get back, we send a shuttle.

Mom still falls getting off the lift – almost every time she’s on with snowboarders.

Enjoyed the skiing stories. Macy, I’m glad your mom didn’t end up on the Animal Channel’s program, “I shouldn’t Be Alive”
Somewhere in the West, Wyoming, I think, a snowboarder ran into a mom and her 5 year old daughter, who were on skies. The snowboarder and the mom both died and the girl was injured. This happened recently.

Macy – Mom and the Safety Patrollers would have been a big help for your guys. If someone can’t ski down the hill, we have a snowmobile come get him. If someone is at one of our 3 lodges and can’t get back, we send a shuttle.

Mom still falls when she gets off the chairlifts when she gets off with snowboarders.

Skiers, in general, have grown up skiing with someone to show them how to do it. The etiquette of passing someone is very important. The snowboarders have been turned loose on their own with no guidance. They seem to think they have the whole hill to themselves.

Mom’s sort of had enough with her volunteer job as a Safety Patroller.

The REAL danger, according to dad (other than lifts) is small children. He says they stay under his radar, meaning he would have to look down to see them. Dad’s way is that everybody who is not him is usually in the wrong, so of course the kids are in the wrong. Mom says it is probably a good thing that Dad doesn’t like to ski, she can just see him getting into with a 5 year old.

Your Dad won’t be getting into it with the kids – it will be with their parents. Mom’s guys have actually been stalked for weeks by a father whose 5-year old was bulleting down the hill totally out of control. They did mention that in a collison the child would be the loser. Didn’t matter.

Hey y’all! Dad is totally into the Duke — in fact Mom and Dad’s first dog (I never got to meet him) was named Duke in honor of John Wayne, who also was from Iowa. Oh, and Mom and Dad got married on his birthday — May 26th — but not because it was the Duke’s birthday, it was just a happy accident!

Liz!…My friend, are you seeing this? Are you?….snort!…This amazing rendering of Agent Kirby…sniff!…It’s wonderful, it brings out all his good features!…heh!…Now, Liz my dear, are you up to the task of doing that for Me?….grunt!….Think of it as a challenge. Make guys like me who are challenged in the good-looks department a work of art just like the Fiancé did for Kirby!…Wow!…She is extremely talented!…Woooo!

Kirby! … I hope they frame that for you pal!….snort! …That is extremely special!…wheeze!

Stover!… And all others who were interested…snort!… My friend posted her amazing Scalloped Potato recipe on Stover’s blog….grunt!… Under “Cozy” something or other…heh! …Let me know if you try it….sniff!

We feel like we are turning into lurkers. Haven’t had much time to post lately, and now Barh has to work for the next 3 days. Her co-worker, who usually works 20-25 hours of the work week, has shingles and Bell’s Palsy, so Barb has to take over most of the work load for awhile, maybe a couple of weeks.

Good news is that both docs told her today that she is doing really well, and doesn’t have to go back for 3 months. Hooray for Barb!

Liz!….I see she has conveniently disappeared today….grunt!…What the heck Liz?…sniff!

Kirby!…He always gets everything. He got his Sestina published on this here blog, his gal got to meet and greet BOTH Spencer and the Charming Mr. Abrahams, and now he gets to be immortalized in ink in a lovely portrait by a real artist….snorkel!… What about ME? …wheeze!….What do I get?…grump! Nothin’, I never get nothin’….grumble!

Mr. Tibbs!…No, his so-called gift has not arrived…grunt!… I waited for days and days, but nothing has ever come for me from Mr. Tibbs….snort!…The only gift I’ve gotten is from Kirby and his gal…gruffle!…The “Dog Who Can Do No Wrong” …heh!

Goodnight!…It is not late but we need to get to our respective beds…heh!…It is not that cold tonight so I am happy staying low in my warm soft bed on the floor….snort!…I like to lick all my baseball toys before I finally stop twirling around for the final landing…snuffle!… Hope you all have a goodnight! 2010 is almost done. Imagine that my friends. Imagine that!…grunt!

Sorry, I had to get to the studio – this is the last good chunk of time I get before the exhibition in March, so I’m a semilurker at the moment. Rio, you really should get Andrea to do your portrait, she is fantastic! I don’t think I could do that well. Did you ask her? Kirby looks like a movie star. That could be you!!

Barb, it’s great you’re doing so well.

I don’t feel god-like when picking up after Cricket. Jerry Seinfeld said that if aliens came from another planet and saw humans following another species around picking up its poo, they wouldn’t think we were the dominant ones…

Good night everyone. I just had to quickly read through the blog and now off to Bed
Kirby T. that portrait of you is just fantastic. I wonder if Alice needs one? She probably thinks so. Wow that Andrea is a wonderful artist. We are seriously impressed.

The word is “Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,”
Let every loyal Iowan sing;
The word is “Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,”
Until the walls and rafters ring (Go Hawks!)
Come on and cheer, cheer, cheer, yay for IOWA
Come on and cheer until you hear the final gun.
The word is “Fight! Fight! Fight! for IOWA,”
Until the game is won.

And the game is won!!! Iowa 27 Missouri 24 — with what’s sure to be a controversial call in the fourth quarter giving the ball back to Iowa on a fourth-down incomplete pass. Well worth staying up for!!!

Rio,
Don’t give up on the gift. It hasn’t come back this time, so I assume it’s getting closer and closer to delivery. Since the card had problems going through the mail, I put it in the box with the promised cookie. You should get it soon.
Kirby and Andrea–Congratulations. the portrait is magnificent

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